Tapestry - Darko Antwi

I have swallowed English
and choked myself with French

At daybreak yesterday
I started chewing Ewe,
and by sunset I was full

Tomorrow by this time,
I will try Dutch or Arabic
and eat myself to death.

Earth indeed is not my home
I have got to go into clay
like a proconsul africanus

Cut my tongue when I am gone
wrap it in a cloth of many colours
and give it to any courteous person who passes-by

When my people ask for my tongue,
give them my bones,
or tell a long Indian tale.

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